You won’t UNDERSTAND!!!

So, it happened today, one of my friend shared an Ola cab to commute from one place to another and was completely white frightened face when we saw him. Upon enquiring, he revealed that he was in a cab with a macho looking heavy build homosexual, who tried to press his hand while sitting in the back side of the car. He was signalling to my friend, And this is what frightened him. While he was explaining his part how he felt, one of the girls said don’t worry everything is fine now and we do understand what you might have gone through. Have some water and relax.

This guy stood up and shouted- you won’t ever understand how it feels.

The epic reply from my girl-

Oh really! You think we won’t understand how it feels when every second guy walking on the street looks at us, as if we are a piece of flesh and he is a dog.

We won’t understand, when we are not even safe in public places, leave about the secluded places.

We won’t understand, when we are not safe in our own homes between our own families.

We won’t understand, when we have to check at least twice or thrice to make sure that we locked the house properly and all other windows and gates are properly shut.

We won’t understand, when our own family or relatives tells our parents about our clothes that they are not appropriate and we should change them according to their comfort level.

We won’t understand, when we don’t walk on big streets at night.

We won’t understand, when men passes lewd comments and yell dirty things to us.

We won’t understand when they take every single opportunity to grab us, as if we belongs to them and are not a human being.

We won’t understand, when we have been advised to keep pepper spray, knives in our bags at an easily accessible pocket.

We won’t understand, when while buying keychains we go for the one that doubles as a knife.

We won’t understand, when our mothers taught us how to use keys as a safety tool.

We won’t understand, when we live every second on a rape schedule. You know what initially, I wasn’t agreed with this rape schedule thing but when explained I completely agreed to this- because of the constant fear of rape or being sexually assault, women does things throughout the day to protect themselves. Whether it’s carrying keys or small knives in hand while walking on the roads, locking car from inside the moment we jump into it, not walking down certain streets at all.

You know what! taking precautions is not a bad idea but the fact is certain things are so ingrained in us that it’s actually disturbing. It’s like living in a prison all the time. We can’t assume we are safe anywhere, be it our office, home, roads, school, colleges, anywhere in this world and we are so used to feeling this unsafe and the worst part is we don’t see it as a problem. And no one wants to work upon it.

Now coming back to your point that we won’t understand how it feels. I request you to put some light on this so that me and my other female friends can at least try to understand.

Meenakshi Vatsa

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Life Has Been Good To ME

LIFE – an opportunity given to all of us to learn and grow and continue learning on every failed attempt. We suffer in flesh however learning is at soul level. Soul would never forget what it has learned but yes its standard can be degraded by falling for not much required things and so much of world surrounding us. Same lesson would come again and again in different styles and shapes until we learn them completely and clear them successfully. Running away is never an option with life. We need to be there in the mid of all chaos and have to fight, breath and survive to go to next level. Its like most of the video games, lets say Mario clearing one level and then moving on to next more difficult level to get to the dragon and save the princess. However in life the one we try to save is our own soul.
Its a journey of ups and downs. The collaboration with people. No matter how much independent we become we still need people directly and indirectly and vice versa they need us. No learning without people and so no growing. The greed of human being can never be satisfied however the need is very easy to satisfy.

Just like seasons, people too come and go from our lives and yes we should be sticky enough to hold them with us while being open enough to let them go when they want to and don’t try to be a blocking stone in their journey.
I am one of those luckiest person who has always been blessed with the gems. They have always been kind, loving, compassionate, accepting and forgiving to me. I am thankful to all – People who came and went, who are still there and people who will be there till end and people who has joined in the mid and may leave before it all ends. They all has taught me lessons and values unending that I will be carrying with my soul. Few has taught me lesson with scars and I am so grateful for these scars as they are the sign that I have been strong enough when I could have broken and shattered into pieces and yes I can make it further again. It proves me my endurance in tough time. I am blessed to have people who made efforts to make me believe in one supreme power and encouraged me to experience myself than believing on what is said and already written by someone else.

We all gets addicted to someone that takes away all the pain and sorrow and I got addicted with you, LIFE. No matter how much you put on me, I am falling more and more and deeper and deeper for you. Life, you are like a roller coaster and I love riding you. I am happily tuning myself with you and ready to play the same strings and tune you are playing. Yes you have been too good to me and trust me I am not gonna ditch you for anyone. I am trusting you even when I can’t understand you. I know you have all the answers with you and I am happy to wait for you to happen. I am shouting out to the world that yes you, you life

– Has Been Good To Me.

Meenakshi Vatsa

Life


At one stage of our lives, we all must have thought, what is life?

Life is an opportunity given to all of us to reshape ourselve, where in rest of the souls helps us by creating favourable and unfavourable circumstances and situations. It’s a battle, where we may or may not have control over the action but the REACTION belongs to us. Our reaction should construct us for big battles of furure or next lifes. Its a continuous process of births and deaths towards perfection. 

Meenakshi Vatsa

Small Mistake

“Babes, don’t leave me. We can sort it out” Said prashant to Sneha and holds her hand. Sneha shrugged his hands and again started packing her belongings in the black Trolley bag which she recently purchased as they had planned an outing. She was angry, furious, disappointed and broken. Tears were continuously running down from her pink cheeks and her eyes were swollen. Prashant was still giving trying to stop her. It seems like this time she was not in any dilemma and has decided to leave prashant and wasn’t listening to him at all. The only thing she was doing continuously was packing her suitcase with tears in her eyes. Prashant’s voice was echoing in the background- “think about me. Think about us. How I am gonna live without you? I need you. I need you here in this house with me. It’s a 6years relationship, don’t break it because of a small mistake.”

Sneha blasted – “SMALL MISTAKE! So Mr Prashant Deshwal, you still think that its a small mistake. It’s the fourth time you have done it. I should have understood in the first instance itself – Once a cheater is always a cheater. And once you catch them, next time they will play it more smartly. I am done with you and with your so called fake us and leaving you and your house.”

Prashant kept on saying that he loves her. He kept on saying sorry and asking for her forgiveness. But this time seems like Sneha had become a stone who was unable to hear anything and the only constant thing was tears from her eyes.

She packed the bag, took her office bag and phone and started moving towards the main door of the house. Prashant blocked her way and started pleading again. He tried to make her remember all the promises they had made to each other. All the vows they had taken together within these 6 years. He was constantly asking for forgiveness and reminding her that ‘us time’, promises and vows which they had done to each other.

Sneha interrupted him in between and asked him – “ok, tell me what’s my favourite colour?”

Prashant was like- “ummm, it’s pink.”

Sneha- “No, its red. And I hate pink. Well urs is off white. I am correct. Isn’t it?

Prashant said – yes, you are.

Sneha again asked, “tell me my favourite food.”

Prashant said – Rajma rice.

“No Prashant. It’s your favourite. Well mine is Pasta” said Sneha. “Ok! Leave that and tell me whats my favourite destination?” She asked.

Prashant was quiet as he wasn’t sure of the answer.

Sneha again asked,”what makes me smile the most? What touches me the most? What is my favourite thing to do in the whole world?”

Prashant held up his hands motioning Sneha to stop. “Where is this coming from and why are you asking me all this right now?” asked prashant.

Sneha looked at him, knowing that he couldn’t answer any of these questions, she asked, correctly. “Because every time, I walk away from you. You beg me to come back swearing that you love me. But how can you love someone that you don’t even know?” said Sneha and left prashant. This time Prashant does not have anything to say to stop her as well.